Chapter Nine
“Kiara, this is quite surprising,” Chef Lee says with obvious disappointment. “Out of all of my students, I thought you'd be best suited for this competition. Do you realize how many of your classmates wanted that spot at Fission?”
“I understand, Chef Lee. And I'm sorry,” I apologize, “but the environment at Fission is not one I can work in. There's a lot of... internal politics at play.”
“Is the environment hostile?” Chef Lee asks. “Should I contact the labor board?”
I shake my head. “There's no need to do that. Nothing going on there is illegal... exactly.”
“Kiara, I'd love to help you out, but first you're going to have to tell me the full story. You're obligated to Fission for the next eight weeks, and your semester grade depends on you completing the competition. I m
